#cyhiiraeth

[jordanthesheriffsdeputy-blog]

Master’s Pet

@cyhiiraeth

She had successfully navigated a whole two sentences without calling him ‘sir’ and he didn’t seem upset so maybe he really was telling the truth when he said he didn’t want her to call him that. It was an almost liberating thought. She listened patiently as he spoke, nodding. A shower would probably be for the best. The way he’d phrased it had left it open for interpretation, but she was sure he’d prefer her to be showered and clean.

Then he left and she was alone. It was strange, being left in a place she could easily escape from, but maybe that was a test too. She could walk to the door, open it and walk out of here, but maybe he’d be standing outside waiting to see if that was what she’d do, or there’s be a doorman on duty who’d been told to look out for her. She couldn’t risk it. So she did as he’d asked, climbing into the shower and getting clean, though she wasn’t entirely sure what she was supposed to wear afterwards since her clothes were as dirty as she had been (which was to say not very because Deaton had taken good care of the pets in his care). She put them back on anyway and did a quick sweep of the apartment before settling on the couch, unsure of what to do with herself

It was half way home before it ever dawned on Jordan that she might not be there when he returned. He hadn’t even considered the possibility that she might just decide to leave when he wasn’t there. Jordan couldn’t very well blame her if she did leave, living on the run would have had to be better than living constantly under someone else’s thumb. But he found himself instantly filled with worry for her, the thought of her alone on the streets, pretending not to be an escaped ‘pet.’ The thought of someone like her old owner finding out what she was and abusing her again simply made him sick to his stomach.

Bags gather in hand, Jordan resolved himself to let her go if she wasn’t in the apartment. He knew it was against the law, but he knew he couldn’t bring himself to call pet control on her. As he opened the door to the apartment, a wide grin spread across his face as he saw her sitting on the couch. “Hey,” he said, moving to place the bags on the counter, hiding the pet store bag from her. He instantly noticed her wet hair and furrowed his brows as he realized the clothes were the same as before. “Oh my god!” he exclaimed as a realization hit him. “I forgot to get you new clothes! I’m so sorry, Lydia. It completely slipped my mind,” he said, moving to the bedroom and rummaging through the drawers for some clothes that might fit her.

[sarcastiiles-blog]

Accepted

Your Name & Age: Charlie // 23

Character FC: Holland Roden Character Name/Age:  Lydia Martin // 23 Sexual Orientation: Bisexual (with a preference for men) Education: Graduated Princeton with a masters in mathematics, is contemplating going to a nearby college for a PhD Occupation: Accountant Residence: Rents a two bedroom apartment but lives alone (except for her dog) Turn Ons:  Shibari, Lingerie, Light bondage, Marking (Scratching/Biting), Toys, Roleplay, Intelligence. Turn Offs:  Watersports, Scat, Gore, Medical play, Non-con. Tattoos/Piercings: Pierced ears and navel, a skull tattoo made entirely of individual flowers on her right shoulder blade, A mermaid tattoo on her left wrist, a pi symbol just under her hairline on her neck. Secrets: Her family lost everything in a hushed up tax scandal, she was once institutionalised against her will for self-harm after her parents split up, Short bio:  To the outside world Lydia Martin is the perfect sugar-baby, she lives life in the lap of luxury in exchange for wearing too-short skirts and too-high heels and attending ‘private’ meetings with men like Peter Hale (usually just Peter Hale). The reality is that she’s a gifted academic with a penchant for numbers and so she deals with a lot of the accounting that goes on in a criminal organisation. From channelling funds through shell companies and offshore accounts, to making cash dead-drops when people need to be paid, she plans and executes it all, or at least makes sure it is executed to plan. The other job she performs for the crime ring involves looking after their sex-workers. She’s a strong advocate that prostitution shouldn’t be as illegal or as dangerous as it is, so she takes it to heart and makes sure that everyone they have in their employ is happy(ish), healthy, safe and clean- in every meaning of the word. She will make it her personal vendetta to destroy anyone who lays a wrong finger on her charges and she’s very good at what she does. 

[frenchones]

cyhiiraeth replied to your post: “just as a heads up, there’s a chance i might be dropping some of the...”:

now i feel bad for instantly replying to everything you just posted. My bad!

Lmfao no don't feel bad! I just need to be more picky about some threads. Usually I can handle them all.

[chimeraeken]

@cyhiiraeth

“Got you something,” the Alpha said, holding up a book of supernatural fact versus fiction. The last time he’d brought home something for her, aside from food that needed to be put away, had been her uniforms. Her closet had been stocked with the two outfits, and flat shoes, only. The key to each set of handcuffs that came attached to all outfits had been neatly added to his own collection of keys, to be kept our of her reach. If she behaved, they were merely accessories; if not? Then they became more useful. “Part of this book says a lot can come of getting your heart pumping,” he continued, fingers curling around the side of the book a bit more firmly before the front cover of it slammed into the redhead’s shoulder with enough force to partially break the binding. “So let’s try to figure out just what you are.”

[wildlingmalia]

My Tumblr Crushes:

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cyhiiraeth

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tobeopenwounded

packbitching

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[tobeopenwounded-blog]

Accepted

Your Name & Age: Charlie. 23. Character FC: Holland Roden Character Name: Lydia Martin Species: Banshee Character Age: 20 Sexual Orientation: Bisexual (leaning towards males) Slave or Master: Slave Turn Ons: Shibari, Lingerie, Light bondage, Marking (Scratching/Biting), Toys. Turn Offs: Watersports, Scat, Gore, Medical play. Do they have a job? What is it? No. Short bio: There are the little decisions you regret, like wearing high heels when you’re going to be walking around all day, then there are the big ones, like choosing to take a gap year to travel before going to university on a full academic scholarship and ending up in a fascinating, historical city where the outside world becomes non-existent and there are actual honest to god slaves. Not that she’d noticed at first, she’d planned to spend a day or two in Seattle, or Chains as she came to know it, only it had all gone wrong when the first night she was there she was attacked on the street by what she thought was a large dog and torn up pretty badly. She woke up in a hospital where they told her she was lucky to be alive and that they’d take care of her. Any wounds she remembered having were gone, but they wouldn’t let her leave. Instead they kept her confined to a bed, under observation as nightmares began to plague her and she awoke screaming night after night. She could hear things, whispers in her head that no-one else could hear. Worrying that she was going insane kept her from worrying about escaping until finally the hospital declared they were discharging her. Only instead of releasing her back into the city to go about her business and go home, they released her to the slave house instead. 

[silvxstre-blog]

@cyhiiraeth replied:

i’m not caught up on Reign but damn i’m here for this.

season 3 finished a few days ago  &  I’m just a mess tbh. but think about queen lydia, or allison and then the other three being her ladies ineedthissomuch